When I arrived at the hotel, I found you'd already checked in. I got my key and headed to the room, expecting to find you there. I saw indications you'd been in the room, but you must have stepped out, so I decided to settle in myself. I checked out the room, eyeing the king bed I knew we'd be sharing later, and imagining how much fun that jacuzzi tub would be.
I kicked off my shoes and lay back on the bed, closing my eyes and fantasizing about what was to come. Becoming aroused, I found I needed to pinch my nipples a bit, and then my hand slid down inside my pants as I began to finger my clit. I was so deep in my fantasy, it barely registered when I heard you walk in. What a sight that must have been for you! Me lying there on the bed, my eyes closed, one hand on my breast the other down my pants.
I heard you approaching the bed, but did not stop what I was doing. I felt the bed move as you leaned over me, resting one hand on either side of me. With the lightest touch, your lips met mine. As aroused as I already was, it was more of a tease to me. But then, I like to be teased. You knew this, and so you were in no hurry to move things forward. You slowly moved my hands away from my body and pinned them above my head with one hand, while with the other you slowly unbuttoned my shirt, kissing every inch of skin you exposed. You ran your tongue along the edge of my bra, but even though I tried to raise my body to yours, you did not yet go toward my nipple. Slowly you undid my pants, continuing to kiss every bit of exposed skin as you pulled them off of me. Even though by now my hands were free, I lay still, waiting to see what would come next.
Again I felt the bed move as you got up to remove your clothing. I felt the heat of your body as you got back onto the bed beside me. You laid on your side next to me, and your hand slowly began to explore my body. You took your time, feeling my smooth skin and memorizing every curve of my body. I caught my breath as your hand brushed over my breasts, still in their bra, but you kept on moving. When you had explored all that you could reach - but carefully avoiding any parts that I was silently begging you to touch - you gently turned me onto my back and began the process again. Your fingers combed through my hair, your hand caressed my neck, your fingertips traced the blades of my shoulders. When you reached my bra, you unhooked it and then kept moving downward. Your fingers traced the edge of my panties, and I moaned as I felt your fingers dip between my legs.